Ok! So I had a really...strange experience, and wanted to write about it.

Not sure what this is called, but looking it up, it said it was a side effect of anxiety

So... 

TRIGGER WARNING- ANXIETY 

~Virgil's POV~

Life was normal, I was having pleasant dreams. Nothing crazy and everything just being...calm.

Well...WAS.

Suddenly, I was being shaken awake by Roman, yelling my name.

"Virgil! Patton's made breakfast! Come on!"

I groaned and threw a pillow at him, trying to get him to leave me alone, "Noooooo,"

"Yeeeeeessss, now come on! There're pancakes...your favorite!" He said, trying to bait me into coming out of my blanket cave.

I sighed and mumbled out a 'fine', telling him to leave so I could get dressed. Right when the covers came off my face, that's when I felt it.

The floor moved in a wavy pattern, covering my feet almost. My blanket was both warm and cold. The lights were both to bright, and to dark. I felt...like I was there, but not there.  

I froze for a second, trying to make sense of my thoughts, but everything was slow, yet fast. I couldn't focus. I shook it off, and tried just, doing my normal routine.

Walking to the bathroom, I quickly grabbed my toothbru-, Wait, aren't I supposed to wash my face? Wait, no, huh?

I got really confused. Everything felt the same, but diffrent. I couldn't remember my schedule, everything sounded, looked, and felt diffrent.

Suddenly, everything felt wrong, and I started crying. I didn't want to be here, nor did anything else. Everything was just confusing me, and I wanted to go back to sleep.

I didn't even hear the knock on my door, or someone walking in, or asking if I was ok. But I did feel a pair of arms wrap around me, pulling down the ground. I clung to the sleeve like my life depended on it. 

A soft hum cut threw my thoughts, as I focused on the voice. Slowly coming back into reality. Everything went back into order. I knew right from wrong, left from right, everything started coming back, and the feeling was gone.

I looked up, finding Roman humming softly, keeping his arms around me. I sighed, and stopped crying, before he realized I was awake.

He smiled softly. "Better...?"

I nodded slightly, "Thanks...that was..."

"Weird?"

I looked up at him, confused. "How did you-"

"You we're mumbling to yourself, about nothing being right." He sighed, leaning back. "I...don't understand your experience, but I will say I've felt the same thing, nothing...feels-"

"Right," I interrupted. 

"Ya," He said, leaning back against the wall. "And it's a nightmare not worth living," He laughed a little before turning back to me and standing up, offering a hand. 

"Come on, a way that helped me is seeing the real  world."

I looked at the hand, then back up, smiling slightly, "Thanks princy,"

Grabbing his hand, he pulled me up, well grabbing some cookies from Patton.